Not a great day for feasts, sadly. I read The Girls of Greycliff, 1923, for much of today. They don't eat much in here, but toward the end there's a skating party with boys! Two of the main characters meet their future husbands there - well, one certain future husband, one who will be if he survives World War I (I haven't finished the sequel yet).
Anyway, in a rare bit of normalcy, the girls sleep in and miss breakfast, so they have to scrounge around to find something tasty. They come up with eating peanut butter and crackers and oranges for breffa. You're wondering, perhaps, why this is a Feast of the Day? I liked how normal this was - people eighty years could have done this.
But then! One of their friends comes in with a very well-timed care package from her sister, containing an abundance of cake and bananas and grapes and doughnuts and cocoa! Total Feast of the Day.
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